Wednesday, June 29, 2011

Bloom of the Day

Hot Cocoa

Mark in yonder thorny vale,
Fearless of the falling snows,
Careless of the chilly gale,
Passing sweet that is the Rose.
Milder gales and warmer beams
May the gaudier flowers rear;
But to me it is the Rose that seems
The proudest gem that decks the year